“Auntie,” Selina greeted warmly.

Noemi Cruz, Brian's mother, smiled at their arrival.

"I had just woken up when Deanna told me you two were on your way. Did you come together?"

Moving to the bedside, Selina took Noemi's hand, concern in her eyes.

"I had just returned from overseas when I heard about your accident. I came right away with Brian. I'm glad it wasn't as serious as we feared."

Noemi expressed her gratitude with a soft smile.

"Thank you, Selina.”

“auntie, to me, you're just like a mother. I always want to take care of you.”

Noemi's smile broadened at Selina's words.

She then turned to Brian.

“Look at the two of you standing together.

You make quite a pair."

Brian frowned and quickly changed the subject.

"Mom, how did this accident happen?"

At this question, Noemi's eyes betrayed a hint of unease.

“I was on a phone call and tried to make it through a light turning red. I didn't anticipate another car turning and hitting me."

Brian's expression darkened.

"Mom, how many times have I asked you to be less impulsive?"

His rebuke seemed to embarrass Noemi.

“Brian, I'm your mother. Instead of comforting me after an accident, you're blaming me. What kind of son does that?"

"Am I wrong? Every time something happens, it's due to your impatience.

Can't you control your emotions better?” Brian retorted.